((lol yeah, I couldn't think of a better title, any suggestions?^^))
'Corey,' The soft voice sang, 'Corey.' It wasn't going to lull me out. I hid beneath my blanket, shuddering ever so slightly as it spoke. Whispers of beauty, of promises, of hope...
'Corey, come out,' It cries lightly.
"Never!" I yell. Silence is thrown on me.
'Corey, Corey,' It whispers again.
"No," I choke, "leave me alone."
'Corey,' The voice is so soft, almost inaudible-- I have to strain to hear it.
"Go away."
'Corey,'
"Shut up! Leave me alone,"
'Corey,' It says sadly.
"What do you want from me?"
'You have to come out, Corey.'
"Why do I have to?"
'Corey,' It's voice is like a breeze, slowly wrapping around my ears, 'Corey...,'
"Go away!" Cold sweat is dripping off me now.
'Corey,'
"Shut up!" There's an eerie silence.
'Please...Corey, please--come out,'
"Leave me alone, I don't need to do anything,"
'Yes, Corey, you need to tell her--,'
"No! Never,"
'You need to Corey...you need to tell her,'
"I-I can't," A sob bursts from my throat, and I'm coughing and gasping for breath. Hot tears streak down my face, and suddenly the voice is louder, more urgent.
'Corey,' It calls, 'tell her Corey, tell her!' A thought comes to my head.
"You don't...,"
'Corey,' it sings again, softly.
"You don't...,"
'Tell her Co--,'
"You don't exist!" I cry, tearing off my blanket. The room is empty.
'I do, Corey...listen to me,'
"No, no you don't. You're...you're...you're a ghost! Ghost's don't exist,"
'I'm not a ghost, Corey...Corey...I'm you, Corey...I'm--,'
"No, no you're not! You're not anything, go away, you're not here. You don't exist,"
'Corey, you need to tell he--,' I block my ears and the voice subsides. It doesn't exist. It doesn't. I wasn't going to tell her. Not ever. It wasn't my fault! My thoughts are broken by a scream. My mother's scream. But I already know. I know. Daddy is dead.
'Corey,'
And it was all my fault.
